Saturday, July 23, 2016
In which we have a tea party.....
"A blue box?" I was a little confused.
"Yeah, blue, has a light on top, says "Police Call Box" on it..."
"Wait, do you mean...." John started, but was interrupted by a very peculiar wheezing, swooshing, grinding-type noise...
Why does nothing that happens around here surprise me any more?
"No, it's Earth, Doctor," the stranger replied.
"Missy? What are you doing here?"
"The same thing you are, apparently..." As she spoke, the box vanished with the same noise, only to reappear nearby on level ground.
"Maddy? I thought I said...."
"Yeah, yeah. Stay in the TARDIS until we know it's safe. Which it is," she replied with an amused smile. "And it's also not Zarvos. It's Earth."
"The same thing you are, apparently."
"Not exactly. I'm not recruiting Cybermen," Maddy replied.
"Neither am I. Now. I'm on vacation. Can't a Time Lady go on vacation without having her motives questioned? Besides, aren't you the one who's friends with a Dalek?"
"Friends with a Dalek?" The Doctor looked at her, wide-eyed. "What else weren't you going to tell me, old girl?"
"Well, if I told you it would spoil the surprise, now, wouldn't it?" Maddy said.
"Pepper pot type thing. Nasty. Full of hate," the Doctor said. "It's all they know how to do."
"Well, not all of them. You haven't met the Eternal." Maddy looked at him.
"Yeah, he's pretty cool for being a mutant in a tin can." The speaker was...
"Kilbey?" This somehow explained a few things.
"We're Time Lords, all of us. Missy, too," Maddy explained.
"At one point I believed us to be the last of our kind," the Doctor said.
"Not really," Maddy said, then whispered to me, "Long story. I'll explain later."
"What are you doing here?" I said.
"Lost, as usual," Kilbey said.
"Kilbey, we're not lost. We're on Earth," Maddy scolded. "We're actually supposed to meet my sisters here." She took out her phone - or what I guessed was a phone, anyway.
"This is Sigourney. She's the oldest next to me."
"Is that a publicity still?" The Doctor looked over her shoulder.
"No. I took this one." She looked at me. "My sister's a singer. Or she was, anyway, back on Gallifrey. I wish they'd stop saying we Patrexians never do anything useful. Isn't making others happy useful?"
"I should think so," The Doctor said. "But you know how they are back there. Nothing but logic and reason."
"Yeah, well, I know where they can stick that," she said.
"And this is Swan...."
"I know her! Only I thought she was a deva...."
"She has a gift of communication. She's been posing as one," Maddy said.
"And I just realized you're a doll," the Doctor said, looking at me. "Which means, if we're the same size..."
"We'll have to talk to Swan," Maddy said. "That's what we're here for, remember?"